It’s right across the way from Chef Art’s new restaurant called Southern Art. You need to hit that place, too. Grab a birdcage seat (you’ll see), check out the recipes on the carpet (you’ll see) and grab some peanut butter and jelly pie.

Time and place, though. For now... Bourbon Bar. If the Most Interesting Man in the World climbed into a cigar box and exploded, you’d be left with this place—a tiny spot with a towering backlit bar, a few whiskey barrels floating around for posterity and some tables off to the right. That’s it.

You’ll want to come here for a lingering happy hour (or a lingering lunch turned lingering happy hour) and nip your way through Scapa, Michter’s Straight Rye, Lion’s Pride Dark Spelt and some quaffables you won’t find anywhere else in the city, like the batch that’s currently aging at High West HQ in Utah specifically for them.